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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters dismount

Everyone in the room was stunned.

Oriental?

Not those old monsters hiding in the grave?

What kind of oriental people are worth waiting for two hours here?

Wales immediately became angry and slapped the table hard and said, "Bike Martin, MP Charles, are you two crazy? Let's wait for an Oriental here?"

The rest of the people also showed dissatisfaction.

If they were waiting for those old monsters, they would be willing to wait for a day, but a inferior oriental? An oriental who is no different from a black slave?

This is simply a joke.

"Charles, now should we tell us who the Oriental man is? He even let us go to the airport to pick him up? Unless he is the head of the Eastern world, he will come to us so secretly?"

Everyone looked at Charles and Martin, with confusion, angry, and sneering in their eyes.

Charles and Martin looked at each other.

If you don’t talk about who the other party is at this time, you will definitely not be able to calm everyone’s anger.

Under normal circumstances, Charles represents the government, while Martin represents the Holy See.

They each have four people under their command, and these ten people form the current small cabinet. On the surface, they are the people of the people and the election, but in fact they are the ten people who determine the life and death of the country.

Of course, there are more powerful existences behind them. The core of this theory is that the person and the head of the church manipulate the small organization composed of these ten people, and then they control the electoral government.

The ten of them have the highest positions in the national government, and are not high-profile on weekdays, and are not very conspicuous.

"Okay, this person is very important." Charles said with a serious expression.

"Just kidding? Is it more important than the head of the Eastern government?"

Bishop Martin also nodded: "Indeed, at least in our holy See, the heads of ten Eastern governments are not as good as those of this Eastern man."

Once this was said, everyone stopped joking, and had an extremely serious expression on their faces.

This sentence elevates the status of this oriental person to the extreme.

There is a sea separation between the Eastern world and the Western world. The Eastern world does not know much about the Western world, and the Western world also does not know much about the Eastern world.

Even high-level figures in these two worlds have little control over each other.

Especially some extremely critical information, such as the fact that Chen Hao can directly draw holy light from the sun.

"Can we say that the old monsters in the Eastern World also appeared?" Wales asked with interest.

Bishop Martin shook his head and said, "The old monster is just a legend. It seems to me more like a beautiful wish. I hope that those former strong men and mythical characters can appear to save the world and save humanity. I think you should give up this unrealistic fantasy and focus your attention on the current world."

Wales said impatiently: "Sir, your Holy See is always silent about the existence of the old monster. According to your words, will the Holy Lord not be resurrected when disaster strikes? Has he abandoned us?"

This sentence hits the soul of the Holy See.

Leader Martin's face became cold, and Charles hurriedly said, "You all know this person. It is Chen Hao who suddenly became famous in recent months." "Chen Hao? That guy who caused us a great loss?"

Johnson said with confusion: "That guy deserves such serious treatment from us?"

The hot-tempered Wales began to knock on the table again: "A oriental with such a little achievement will make us noble Western venerables wait like slaves? Charles, Martin, are your two brains eaten by monsters?"

Charles sneered on the corner of his mouth: "Welsh, don't be too arrogant. The decision we made naturally has our reasons. If you are unwilling to follow the decision, you can choose to withdraw or complain to that person."

Seeing Charles getting angry, Wales immediately became a little cowardly. He fiddled with the water cup on the table and muttered: "Charles, you are so majestic. Now you don't even have to say anything. Where are the people, lords and freedoms?"

Charles didn't look at him and looked at everyone and said, "Some things were planned to be discussed after meeting Chen Hao. Now it seems that if you don't say it, you may not be able to explain them. It just so that everyone can know how great value Chen Hao has to us."

Charles looked at Bishop Martin.

Bishop Martin said, "I believe everyone knows that Chen Hao inherited the mantle of a craftsman, but this is not the most important thing. What is important is that Chen Hao can directly draw holy light from the sun."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, everyone suddenly changed color.

It seemed like a low pressure storm occurred in the whole room, with various auras crisscrossing and constantly colliding fiercely.

The hardwood table with a century-old history in the room could not withstand such force and turned into wooden scraps on the ground. All the tableware on the table was crushed to pieces at the same time, and the skin of the surrounding walls fell off, and the temperature in the room continued to rise.

None of the people here are weak.

"Just this point, everyone, let me see Chen Hao. Don't worry, we won't let him continue to be arrogant."

...

"What is this? Cactus? Can cactus be eaten?" Chen Hao was very curious.

Although he was asking if he could eat it, he put the cactus into his mouth without hesitation.

For Chen Hao, except for the poisonous ones, the rest are all edible.

"Oh, this thing is actually quite delicious."

Helen ordered a full table of dishes, and the Mexican cuisine was mainly spicy. Even if the fruit was sprinkled with some chili powder, it was very suitable for her appetite.

Tender roasted asparagus with cheese, onion and black pepper beef, flavored snails, honey, sauce-grilled chicken legs, etc.

Chen Hao pays great attention to food, especially those he has never eaten before, and does not care about table etiquette. He can do it if he can. The boss feels that his appetite is very high. For him, such a customer is the best customer, which fully proves his cooking skills.

At this time, the bell hanging on the door rang again.

The boss looked at the gate and saw ten people entering in a row.

These ten people were all dressed in bright clothes and looked like they were not ordinary people. Some of them had disgust in their eyes and tried to avoid everything in the restaurant, even covering their noses with handkerchiefs.

Some people were careless and pulled a chair and sat next to Chen Hao.

Some smiled, some held their shoulders with their hands, and some looked provocative.

Fortunately, the focus of these people was not on the boss, and the boss slowly stepped back and hid directly in the kitchen and looked at the situation outside with fear. However, someone soon walked into the kitchen and took him away. He dared not say anything or even dared to ask what was going on. As a little person who has lived in the Western world for many years, he knew very well how to save his life, and he knew more clearly that things he shouldn't know would be better not to inquire about.

"Chen Hao welcomes you to our world."

Wales pulled a chair and sat opposite Chen Hao, staring at Chen Hao with his head tilted, "Chen Hao, I heard that you can draw holy light from the sun and perform one for me?"

Chen Hao also tilted his head like that, and while eating chicken rolls, he smiled and said, "Of course, but you can perform a gorilla to eat bananas for me first."

As he said that, Chen Hao handed over a yellow banana to Wales.

The smile on Wales' face slowly solidified: "Chen Hao, do you know where you are now? Do you know who you are talking to? I can forgive your situation. After all, you look very young, but I hope you can figure it out well. I am not of the same class as you. We white people and you yellow people are even more different. You should bow your head in front of me. If I can sit down and talk to you face to face, it is already a great honor for you..."

The words behind Wales were not said because the banana had been stuffed into his mouth.

Wales suddenly became furious and spit out the banana in his mouth. His whole face began to deform, and long hairs emerged from the pores of his skin.

At this moment, a hand gently pressed on his shoulder.

He pressed him back to his seat.

The gentle Johnson apologized: "Please forgive my friend for being disrespectful to you, he is just too curious."

While wiping his hands, Chen Hao took a sip of orange juice: "It's not that he is too curious, but that he is not educated. Such naughty children will be whipped in our Eastern world. If you people in the Western world are not polite, I can teach you for free, so that he can be a good child that everyone loves in the future."

Chen Hao's words made everyone's expression tense.

Especially Helen, who was sitting next to him, lowered her voice: "The one named Wales just now comes from the ancient wolf family, which is extremely powerful."

Chen Hao asked Wales directly without caring about it, "The Ancient Wolf Family? Can all your family turn into wolves? Why don't you change it to me now?"

Faced with Chen Hao's provocation, Wales smashed the table in front of him, and his figure suddenly expanded. All the exquisite suits on his body were broken, revealing his body full of black hair.

Wales was two meters tall at this moment, and a pair of red eyes stared at Chen Hao from a high point, spewing out a thick heat, like a flame.

"Chen Hao, don't think you have defeated a Holy Light Warrior and think you can run rampant in our world. Holy Light Warriors are just lackeys. We are the real masters of this world."

"Now, if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will forgive you for your rude words just now."

"Otherwise I will tear you apart and eat all your flesh and blood!"

The fangs on a Welsh wolf's face flashed with a sharp cold light, and the bright red eyes even emitted red blood.

The breath of vomiting blew on Chen Hao's face so hot!
Chapter completed!
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